Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Escaping Reptiles’ Feast

‘No, I can’t row anymore’ I said, my heart pounding and eyes
almost in tears, taking my hands off the oars as the canoe motioned towards the
reptile. I could just anticipate its huge mouth opening and its jaws putting
everything out of my sight as it would crawl towards me - almost a year
back when we took this tour but the fear of those few moments is unscathed.

On a Friday night a friend proposed and
the next morning we went for an adventure trip but with no clue of the whole
concept of canoeing. All of us being first timers were enthralled by the idea
of going down the river into a deep forest.

But when we reached the rental
shop, we were surprised to find that we had to do it all by ourselves – no
guide around to help us. A little skeptical…but the idea of boat, river and
woods kept us moving. We bought the tickets and hopped on to the bus driving us
to the point where our adventure would start. On our bus ride a guide walked us
through a route map to be taken and talked about creatures that we might come
across. All seemed whimsical except the alligators, giving our doubts a little
more space.

Finally we reached the park where our rowing
adventure had to start. We got down from the bus to see what our next
transportation item would be and it was a canoe. You would be aware, by now,
that we went there blank…I at least had the poorest idea of a canoeing tour.
Any ways, we received our sets of life vests and ores and marched closer to
river for cursory paddling tips.

Okay, fine a canoebut I was still
sure, if they had allowed a 1 year old (‘Ouch you had a 1 year old for a
canoe ride’) to take the ride, they will provide some-kind-a-seat for him.
I listened to basic instructions of paddling the guide gave while tucking in
life vest to my son. And then the canoes were handed over to us (or maybe we
were handed over to the canoe).

We were seated-in pairs and I paired with my husband. I sat, as a
‘front-warrior’, cross-legged so that I could keep my son in my lap and took
over the oars. Initially it seemed that all five canoes mastered the route
rather than letting us do the job. One canoe hit the other while another pushed
into the bushes. Closely watching, you could have easily made out that we
made our ores beat the bushes rather than the water. The more effort we made
the more we became doubtful of reaching the destination in time (Oh yes the
trip we opted was a self-guided tour in set time).

Slowly as we started administering our boats, we found the first
resident, an alligator, sleeping across the bank. Though the guide had
mentioned that there has been no incident of an alligator attack for 20 years
now, but I could bet that meeting this alligator each one of us doubted if the
20 year record would be maintained further! We swiftly made our canoes
turn to the other side of the river flow as the route marked on the map. We
moved deeper into the wilderness and spotted turtles and birds like snakebirds,
great blue heron, and vultures too. The beauty was captivating. We made our way
through downed trees, clearing the obstructions with a surprising beauty at
each bend. Floating logs and big mouth bass accompanied us at a few times. My
son was enjoying his afternoon nap giving me the pleasure to view and mesmerize
in the flora and fauna. I thought abandoning our doubts was a great decision.

We reached the finish point. Yes bringing the canoe to the bank
and parking it was in itself tricky. As we got off our canoes we felt our legs
numb and as we moved towards the benches laid there, we were taken over by
mosquitoes. It was almost evening time and their strength kept increasing.
While we covered our children in towels, some of the friends tried calling the
bus driver as they were nowhere to be seen. But phone network seemed to be
failing. Finally one of the friend got through and we got to know that we had
to row a little more to reach the destination.

To escape the mosquitoes, first the families with children were
helped to take off. My husband and I lead the team this time. My son was now
awake and enjoying the clear sky and chirping birds. Moving around half a mile
further we reached into a little populated area where an interstate road ran
across the river and a park could be seen on the left side of the bank where
few children were playing. From this park a few people watched us. One of them
alerted us about the alligators on the other side. As I looked across three
alligators were enjoying sun bathing. Here the river was wider, I think almost
50 feet wide in comparison to the part we had just explored where it would have
hardly been 25 feet wide. So my husband and I kept rowing but somehow as we
rowed, we moved towards the other side of the bank rather than moving the
length of the river. Also the silence of waters was now interrupted by my son.
He had started feeling hungry and started crying. I tried to hold him from
getting up while still rowing. Though now most of the rowing was done by my
husband but a few strokes were needed at my end as well because of the flow. I
think my strokes moved us closer to the reptiles so that I realized that we
were hardly 10 steps away from them. Watching them this closely put me into
panic and I left the oars saying I couldn’t do it anymore. My husband still
struggled making the direction with the bushes around.

It seemed the world was coming to an end for me and I could make a
passable feast for one of them. I really wished for existence of a Spiderman to
come to our rescue. I was panicking just not ready to listen to what my husband
yelled from behind. He gave up on me and kept trying making way out of there. I
realized in all this time that none of those alligators had made a move.
Probably he had already had his weekend feast by then and was still sleeping
over his hangover! Then as my poor husband struggled the canoe moved a little
backwards bringing some sense to me. By then I had at least made an effort to
calm down my son and fed him his milk bottle. I finally took the ores and once
again started to row making direction with the bushes, my eyes glued to the
alligator. Ahh finally we made through and rowed backwards. Gradually we came
to the other side while our friends were still not close enough to watch what
was happening. They had seen us but not the alligators and then when they saw
those reptiles they asked us ‘What were you doing there?’ ‘Nothing, we were
asking the alligators if they wished to have us for their feast’, I felt like
blurting. In a few minutes we reached our destination where the tour staff was
waiting to help us get off the canoe.

Though I know the spider man would never come to my rescue, but I
wish to go again to those captivating woods and absorb into the beauty (of
course of the nature and not the alligators) one more time.